steelmyself | who stole your heart and the key?

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a forest dark,
ic

who stole your heart and the key?

In the dark, you taste something sweet and tart on your tongue, almost like apple but not quite: pomegranate juice, out of nowhere. A hint of something metallic accompanies it.

You fall down.

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The black ooze slowly begins to recede as you move on, but it still clings to the floor, wet and sticky. You haven't fully emerged from it when the sound of the song suddenly sharpens, and you can make out where it's coming from--a passage just up ahead.

[ PUSHING FORWARD, THEN ]

The passageways widen into a full, echoing cavern here, with multiple tunnels leading off from the sides. An arch of stone twists across the cave high above, and perched atop it is a young girl, no more than ten or so, with white hair and a white nightgown. She's the one singing.

There are three swords stabbed through her heart, and blood drips down to the floor from her body. Drip. Drip. Drip.

[ bites off the instinctive reaction to call out to her, concerned it'll startle her into falling-- more importantly is to get up there with her. Is there any way he can climb up there? ]